[1] See “The Secret of Everyday Things.” [↑]
CHAPTER XLIV
ENEMIES OF CLOVER
“Would you like to see another little creature that by reason of its very smallness and its countless numbers braves our wrath and commits ravages that can be checked only by our agricultural helpers, the foes of our foes? Here it is.”
“I see it, with its long beak,” cried Jules; “it is another weevil.”
“Oh, how tiny it is!” exclaimed Emile. “Surely it can’t eat very much.”
“It is small, but so numerous that to feed its larvæ it requires whole fields of clover; not the entire plant, but only the blossom, as with the larvæ of the flower-weevil.”
